A new day has almost ended , just like yesterday and maybe tomorrow , I stay surrounded by darkness , with piano notes finding home inside my ears , waiting for memories of her to feel at ease in my mind . It has been a day like all others , same faces same names , same places same feelings , same emotions , I stay here and realize that I’ve not changed, though I strive to become better , to become great , to reach and feel control over myself  I’ve remained the same … I thought falling in love might change something , might be a motivations yet everything remains the same , same evil pressure seems to rob me away , same thoughts fly under my mind , trying to reach my heart then spoiling my soul with murder . Murder of dreams , murder of goals I have not reached and maybe never will , murder of feelings lost forgotten , I dream and die , I cry and smile , I stay alive , yet for what reason , why all these words , who shall be punished … nothing makes sense , all these words sentence burn into my mind like madness , a cry for help from my deepest memories . I see her everyday , same fire seems to burn her hair , her childish smile , everything rotates forming a perfect portrait of a girl ,  cause she’s still to young , yet feels too old ,  a game of pleasure , I realize that there’s no end to future , no start to past , and death shall follow ahead … at last. Yes , everyone shall have its own role , some might be death others a redhead , all filled with passion , all filled with glory , but why the pain , yes , why the old dreams , I dream maybe of love , all I receive is madness . I felt into my own trap , a trap I have not heard of , I trap with bones of perfume and silk of gentleness , that trap might be my doom , for her – perfection , I shall not die , not there , not ever ,to be reborn is no redemption , a poem , a touch of woman , a string of words , a road of feather , all these are meaningless without the joy of a tomorrow , you , shall never suffer , I’ll be your crown , you be my priestess .

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